My sister told me she was reading one of my all-time favorite books: Breakfast of Champions by Kurt Vonnegut. I couldn't believe it. My little sister, who has never shown any interest in reading for fun, was reading for fun, and was reading one of my favorite books to boot! I was happy and excited, because this meant we could finally chat about a book. And then I realized something - my sister was reading and I wasn't. AHHHH!. Yes, its true, I have not been in a reading mood lately. The horror, the horror! And so, in order to break this slump, I started to read the magazines on my nightstand and eventually I picked up a book. Nothing too deep, something light and fluffy.